Showing posts with label Indonesia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Indonesia. Show all posts

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Melayu Orang Asli


Many Malays don't know that they have various Orang Asli blood in their ancestry. I know and I am proud of my Semai roots. The Semai are a tribe of the Senoi sub-group, one of three aboriginal sub-groups in the Malay Peninsula, the others being the Negrito and Melayu Asli (Aboriginal or Pure Malay). The fact that we all still distinctively exist in Malaysia right into the 21st century shows how peaceful our land and the people are.




Here I'm with my ancient cousin Woh up in the Brinchang Highlands (our original name for the Cameron Highlands - "berincang" means 'very windy' ;-) and later at night I'll wear my own cawat loin-cloth and we'll reminisce our oral stories of the ancient antediluvian Benua Mu that are part of pre-historic Malayan folklore - the lost Continent of Mu that sank in the Great Floods and gave rise to the legend of Atlantis. Ah, we Malays, Orang Asli and Bumiputra or Pribumi (in Indonesia) folk have many forgotten stories.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

Hari Raya – A Guide for the Unsure

By A. Najib Ariffin - Nadge –

“...Hari Raya, which is the Muslim New Year... ”, Oops! Have you heard anyone say something like that, or do you yourself think Hari Raya is the Muslim New Year? Well, it is not - but that was what one Malaysian speaker mentioned while addressing a public function some time ago. Granted, the person was not Muslim but having heard that, this is a good chance to explain a few things about “puasa” and “Hari Raya” (“literally the “Great Day”) for the better understanding of our multi-cultural society.

Hari Raya in relation to the puasa (Malay word for “fasting”) in the month of Ramadhan is the celebration to mark the fulfillment of the month's fasting, which is an obligatory part of Islamic faith. Thus it is sometimes half-jokingly said that any Muslim who does not puasa doesn't have the right to celebrate Hari Raya. Also it is clear that it is NOT the Muslim New Year, which by the way is another holiday, Awal Muharram (Muharram being the first month in the Islamic calendar).

Delicious "Kuih raya" or festive cookies of many kinds sold at the ubiquitous Bazaar Ramadhan around Malaysia, to be served to guests at Hari Raya season when people visit each other, a tradition called  'Rumah Terbuka' (Open House).


It is pertinent to note that the Ramadhan fasting and the celebration at its completion are not just a Malaysian or Melayu Muslim affair. The whole Muslim Ummah (“Umat” in Malay or roughly “the community”) all over the world performs the same fasting and celebrates it at the end. In Arabic, Hari Raya Puasa is the 'Eid or “'Eid-ul-Fitr” and this is Malaysianised in spelling as “Aidil Fitri” (or "Idul Fitri" in Indonesia).

Meanwhile the other Hari Raya is for the Hajj, or “Hari Raya Haji” and also called “Hari Raya Kurban”, because it marks both the annual Pilgrimage for pilgrims to holy Makkah (Mecca) in Saudi Arabia as well as commemorating the symbolic sacrifice of Prophet Ibrahim (Abraham) on his son Ismail (Ishmael). Kurban means “sacrifice” and at this feast domestic animals are sacrificed or properly slaughtered for their meat to be distributed, especially to the poor.

Back to the puasa itself. The fasting practically and physically means not eating, drinking (not even a drop of water) or engaging in sexual activities during the fast. The actual time of fasting is the entire daytime. This is from when the first indication of light is visible in the horizon (note that this is before actual sunrise as the light appears before the sun itself) and ends exactly at sunset. Both times are marked by the “azan” (or the “bang” in colloquial Malay) i.e. the calls to prayer at Subuh pre-sunrise and then at Maghrib sunset.

Some people also wonder about the annually 'changing' times of Ramadhan and Hari Raya, which don't coincide with the standard solar or Western calendar. This is because they follow the Islamic calendar that observes the cycle of the moon, similar to the Chinese calendar. There are 12 months in the Islamic calendar but they follow the shorter moon cycle, as the lunar month is less than the solar 30 or 31 days in a month. Thus on average the Islamic year is shorter than the solar year by roughly 11-odd days.

This means that the Islamic months, such as Ramadhan, slowly 'move' earlier each year throughout the solar years. Actually both the sun and moon are not exactly regular in their relative movements with the earth and that is why there are 'leap years' in the solar calendar, while in the Muslim calendar the actual observation of the moon is made, to visually sight the new crescent moon that marks the fasting and then Hari Raya.
Selamat Hari Raya Puasa!

Monday, June 16, 2008

P.Ramlee The Musical, My Article


Last night Sunday 15 July I got a treat, which I'm so glad I could share with my mum, wife & eldest daughter - tickets to the acclaimed 'P.Ramlee The Musical' (PRM) at KL's Istana Budaya National Theatre. Now that's a spectacular production. The innovative sets and rivetting storyline were worth all four hours.

Thanks to my pal Boudeng / Enfiniti Productions and Celcom (glad corporations like this are supporting the Arts & Heritage - I'll support these entities in return...) or I wouldn't have had the chance to see PRM. Anyway, I'm glad to also have been involved in work with Enfiniti Productions especially as Heritage and Development Consultant on the well-awaited Malaysian Cultural Village project in progress. That's something that KL needs badly!

Back to PRM. I like to think I had a small role to play in its beginning as well. While the crew were developing the play, I had written an illustrated article about P.Ramlee in 'The Hilt' magazine, which I gave to Adlin Aman Ramlee and Pat Ibrahim after one meeting we had at Ten-On-Ten. They were poring over it, so hopefully it helped them with a weeny bit of shaping their award-winning play...! My original article is below.

A Man for all Seasons... and Talents
Reminiscing the life and times of the Malay World's late P. Ramlee
by Nadge Irving

"That man really hit the nail on the head, and with a sharp blow too", guffawed the elderly but elegant Chinese lady.

"Which man, and what head?" quizzed the young Caucasian expat woman as they sat at the bar in Kuala Lumpur's partiest road.

"Why, the man whose name graces this street, of course", the elder lady motions to the neon-strewn Jalan P. Ramlee, and its array of restaurants, bars, night clubs, karaoke parlours and live band entertainment joints, with the now globally famous Petronas Twin Towers anchoring one end.

The road that bears the name of P. Ramlee is, strangely, both aptly yet ironically named. Apt because P. Ramlee himself was an entertainer, par excellence – indeed one so versatile as a prolific actor, composer, singer, live comedian, director and film-maker - that everyone who knows his work still says that it has been impossible to find anyone like him since his death 34 years ago, on 29 May 1973 of heart attack at a still young 44 years.

Yet ironic because at the same time few of his fans would associate him with a boozy and chic flesh-exposed nightlife strip. Indeed, for some the association is near sacrilegious as although P. Ramlee was adored by millions of fans in at least three countries (Malaysia, Singapore and Indonesia) - including women who literally threw themselves at him with at least one having tried to break down his hotel room door - he lived a surprisingly clean life of no womanizing or drinking. A downright simple and exemplary modus, considering his fame and celebrity status.

True he was married thrice, with one wife being the consort of a Sultan no less, who left a privileged palace life to seek him, but they were all in succession and he never appeared to be in a hurry for another woman after each divorce. The public saw him as a perfectly matched couple with third wife Saloma, the beautifully-voiced diva who remained a popular singer until she died in 1983, with whom P.Ramlee remained faithful till his earlier death.

Precious few men can claim to be so chaste.

Especially if they had at least 65 films under their belt as actor or director or both, done 360 songs to fill all those films and of others’, numerous capacity audience shows and umpteen awards, especially international ones including the world's first ever "The Most Versatile Talent" award which seemed to be created specially for him at the Asia Film Festival, Tokyo in 1963, just after Malaysia's formation. Also most of his oeuvres were not commercial flops, but in fact popular hits in the days when many films had to be graced with songs, which he did all himself.

Despite just a summary above, his achievements are nothing short of outstanding. No wonder that he is the first to be posthumously awarded a most deserved 'Tan Sri' title.

Maybe it was in his upbringing, which was straightforward if a little underprivileged. Born Teuku Zakaria in Penang on the morning of the Muslim post-Ramadhan fasting month celebration Aidil Fitri on 22 March 1929, P. Ramlee’s mother was Che Mah Hussin of Penang and his father was Teuku Nyak Puteh from Aceh, Sumatra island in what is now Indonesia. Teuku is a hereditary title of Acehnese royalty, similar to the Malay Tengku. Yet his father was a humble sailor who came to Penang supposedly to take himself away from a family disagreement.

The boy's name was changed to Ramlee as his grandmother was not able to pronounce Teuku Zakaria.

Later Ramlee added the‘P’of his father's Puteh (meaning 'white') in front of his name, and P.Ramlee became one of the earliest instances of a wildly successful ‘personal branding’ – short, rhyming and easy to remember. He had a talent for that and gave many ‘stage names’ or essentially ‘personal brands’ to many colleagues whom he helped raise in his line of work. Among them were actresses Roseyatimah (Rosnah) and Fadzilliyaton (Zaiton).

Much of his talents and successes, interestingly, appeared to be inborn or self-taught as his family was not rich and he did not have any formal courses or classes other than normal schooling. But he was known as a curious and self-motivated learner, voluntarily learning many things on his own from whoever would care to teach, including to play the piano and violin.

He had much knack and yearning for entertaining, and in those Pre-World War II days where there was no Indonesia or Malaysia – the region was still its single fluid pan-Malayic community except that it was ruled by either the British or Dutch – people, traders and entertainers crossed the Melaka Strait and surrounding seas like these were corridors and not barriers.

Thus it was that while P. Ramlee sang and performed with local bands, a Medan, Sumatra artiste troupe visited Penang for shows and he ended up singing on stage with lead star Kasma, who would later be a long-time friend and industry colleague Kasma Booty.

It is said to be one B. S. Rahjan, an Indian film director with Malay Film Productions of Jalan Ampas, Singapore who spotted P. Ramlee singing in 1948 in Butterworth and was impressed. As P. Ramlee left for Singapore, his father said, with a touch of reverse psychology, “If you leave the village with just two shirts and come back with still two shirts, don't come back”. It was clear that Nyak Puteh meant not material wealth when he added, “If you leave this village you must prove that you have gone out into the world. Come back with success.” P. Ramlee was to prove it every time he made a new film or won his awards at numerous international film festivals.

In that same year 1948 the slim young man acted in his first film ‘Chinta’ (Love), as a villain. But it was in the film ‘Bakti’ (Beneficence) that P. Ramlee got the break that he in fact almost missed. The heroine was none other than Kasma Booty, and an earlier star actor had had to back out. P. Ramlee was invited yet Kasma sincerely thought he was too thin for a hero. But his singing voice won him the part and the film went on to be a hit. P. Ramlee became a big star almost overnight. The rest was history.

P. Ramlee always had a “boleh” (can do) attitude long before the ‘Malaysia Boleh’ slogan was brought up by former Prime Minister Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad. This can-do spirit was basically how P. Ramlee established himself as a film director as well.

The studio mogul, Run Run Shaw, was looking for a director for his script ‘Pancha Delima’ but none of the studio’s usual directors thought it was workable. In near desperation, the studio approached P. Ramlee if he would give the script a try. He accepted and completed the film. During the inaugural screening where all the other directors were invited, Run Run Shaw stopped the film during mid-screening, got up and blasted the earlier directors for not taking up the challenge where P. Ramlee had succeeded commendably. As far as film directing went, the rest too was history.

Part of P. Ramlee's success in film making was his ability to portray very local and realistic situations with low budgets and yet spin it all into a story or convey a message that was humanistically universal, and transcended cultural boundaries or political correctness.

And that was why the Malaysian Chinese lady at the beginning of this article was laughing. There's a scene in the popular comedy ‘Ali Baba Bujang Lapok’ in which the hero's brother was beheaded by thieves. The hero doesn't want his brother buried without his head re-attached and calls a Chinese tukang to sew the head back on to the body. At first he refuses but as the hero adds more and more money, the man finally agrees, saying (in translation) “because of the money, I'll do it lah”.

"Haiya, such a simple truism but entertaining message about human nature; if the money is right anything can and will be done." The lady chuckles as she sips her drink along Jalan P. Ramlee.

Notes:

The P.Ramlee Memorial / Pustaka Peringatan P.Ramlee
is located in the former residence of P.Ramlee in Kuala Lumpur, where he lived with his wife Saloma and children until his death on 29 May 1973. The one storey bungalow was fortunately acquired by the Malaysian Government as a national heritage.


It houses nostalgic memorabilia of P.Ramlee's awards, clothes, musical equipment, documents, personal artifacts and photos. His old car, a Datsun Sunny 1200 (1971 model) number BAD 3608 is parked in the porch. The memorial is maintained by Arkib Negara Malaysia (Archives of Malaysia).

Address: Pustaka Peringatan P Ramlee No. 22 Jalan Dedap Taman P.Ramlee (formerly Taman Furlong) Setapak 53000 Kuala Lumpur MALAYSIA. Tel: 603-40231131
From Bulatan Pahang, take Jalan Pahang and pass the Police Station until there is a signboard to turn left and go straight in till another signboard of the place.
Visiting Hours: Tuesday to Sunday (10 am - 5.00 pm) Friday (10 am - 12.00 pm & 3.00 pm - 5.00 pm) Monday closed (except public and school holidays)
Admission is free. Do check out the books, souvenirs and CDs for sale.

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Nadge reporting from Sumatera 2006


[This post was a record of e-mails in mc7983 from 10-15 Oct 2006]

Subject: Nadge reporting from Indonesia Re: Fuel for sale
> Sun. 15 Oct 2006
--- In http://groups.yahoo.com/group/mc7983, Nik Ahmad Fikri Nik Ismail wrote:>> Nadge, Did you try to email me something. I received your email with a file that couldn't be opened. Pok Nik. Melaka.

Nope Pok Nik, it was just my earlier message that may have morphed into attachment form. Anyway I hope you all had a good sahur together! I succumbed to all the smoke and tears of my journey through Sumatra. Just got back. I had trudged alone three days around propinsi Riau (kota Pekanbaru & daerah Siak) where I witnessed first hand the local farmers' fires and the smoke that's also 'exported' to Semenanjung... The locals (both authorities and people) don't seem to care even if they're in the midst of all their own suffering! So how can they even care about what happens across the border in Malaysia? On TVRI Riau channel, the Pemda (Pemerintah Daerah) rep of daerah Bengkalis, when asked "Bagaimana harus kita tangani masaelah ini, Bapak?", Bapak gave completely meaningless comments absolving the Pemda of all responsibility. What can we expect, when even the Menteri Perhutanan, Bapak MS Ka'ban, live on SCTV on 10th October could finally only say, "...kita harus meningkatkan kesedaran..."! Even the handsome newscaster Bayu was visibly exasperated with his Minister, "Gimana ini? Kita Indonesia malu dengan Malaysia ini Pak Ka'ban, kesedaran apa lagi? Di mana 'enforcement' kita??"... Really, I love Indonesia as my fellow Rumpun Melayu-Muslim country, but things can get quite frustrating here.

Then I was in Lampung province in the southern tip of Sumatra, where it's been in "kemarau" for months. The sawah padi are yellow and dead... And the local government doesn't seem to be willing, or able, to improve the infrastructure and livelihoods that in Malaysia people take for granted from the Malaysian 'gomen'. Malaysian kampung roads are like highways compared to the dismal quality of Sumatran trunk roads. Just about every local person I meet laments the korupsi that results in bad living standards... Yet Indonesia is RICH! I was there indeed because of business in all the fabulous natural wealth it has. And many Indonesians I meet say that if their country were administered at least as well as Malaysia is, they would be among the richest nations on earth. For example, Indonesia has four times more oil & gas than Malaysia does, but Petronas is four times wealthier than Indonesia's Pertamina! And yet if you look at it politically, Malaysia's non-serumpun ethnic percentile mix is three times potentially more volatile than Indonesia's (referring to the 2003 ISEAS comparative study on volatility of political factors).

Many times after coming back from places like these, masyaAllah you really feel so grateful to be Malaysian. Anyway, forgive my rambling. Aku tetap cinta padamu Indonesia.

Ya Allah, teguhkan iman kami umat Malaysia & Indonesia, berikan kekuatan untuk kami mengatasi segala macam kelemahan & cabaran, eratkan persaudaraan & permuafakatan kami dan sudahi umat Islam Malaysia & Indonesia dengan kemenangan dunia & akhirat.

Mohon disahut dengan "Amien"! Bangkitlah Nusantara!! -nadge-

Subject: Re: [mc7983] For Sale
I hope this is not being sent to be fuel for more forest fires in Kalimantan? I'm still in Riau and the air is absolutely choking with smoke. There was coverage on Indonesia's SCTV and TVRI today, and as usual there are top people here blaming Malaysians but without proof, on Malaysian plantation companies and investors in Sumatra and log buyers and people selling cheap fuel to poor farmers to burn land for clearing in Kalimantan. Hmmm...

I'll be back in our alhamdulillah much-less-messy tanahair for our Sahur on 14th. -nadge-

------ Original Message -----
From: Shamshul Baharin
Date: Tuesday, October 10, 2006 4:08 amSubject: Re: [mc7983] For Sale

Can you supply item 2 in drums? Delivery to Balik Papan in Kalimantan, Indonesia. Give price and specs please?

>> Ahmad Nizam Azim wrote:
>> 2. Industrial 'legal' diesel.> I can supply anywhere in Malaysia at a price of what you are getting or a bit less.> 10,000 to 21,000 liters per load.>> Lastly........14th ni sahur on ka? at Paya Serai?>> thank you.>>

----- Original Message -----
From: Nadge
Date: Monday, October 9, 2006 8:39 pmSubject: Riau RE: [mc7983] For Sale

Salam dari Seberang! Aku di Pekanbaru, Riau, Sumatera. Jerebu sini lagi hebat. Depa panggil 'kabut'. Tapi depa macam tak kesah aja. Kalau di tempat sendiri dah tak ambik pudul, apa lagi depa nak kesah kalau kita di Malaysia kalut. Bila aku sebut pasal masalah asap ni, depa gelak- gelak! Macamana umat Rumpun Melayu nak maju camni?

Esok aku pi ke Kabupaten Siak yang terkenal di zaman Kesultanan Melaka, tambah 3 jam naik 4WD dari Pekanbaru, nak tengok sendiri berapa banyak lagi hutan & ladang terbakar.

Anyway, batch kita pernah buka puasa, ingat tak di Century Paradise Club dulu. Masa tu aku baru kahwin. Mat Yoq uruskan tak silap.>

-indiana nadge in the land of smoke-